"Bring it here, just one or two glasses is not enough." Qingyu took the wine jar from Yan Yulou's hand, raised her head and drank it in a big gulp.

At this time, a space crack appeared above everyone, and Qinghe led Jifeng, Hai Dafu, Cangming and Yuji to fly out.

All of a sudden, there was actually a God Transformation Venerable and fourteen Nascent Soul cultivators gathered in Lianggu Peak.

However, the next four Nascent Soul cultivators looked a little embarrassed, especially Hai Dafu, who had a large hole in his chest that penetrated the front and back, and it was vaguely visible that his heart was still beating.

When everyone saw it, they all looked surprised.

"Master, what happened?" Du Yu suddenly stood up and asked.

Jifeng flew to the ground, with a gloomy look on his face. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"Jueyue and Yuxing got into a fight in advance for some reason. We wanted to take advantage of it, but unexpectedly Mingyu hid in the dark and escaped our attention. He launched an attack and fellow Daoist Hai almost died on the spot.

The two old guys, the old monster Mu from Wanlin Valley and the old monk Sophora flavescens from White Horse Temple, couldn't help but take action. Fortunately, my senior brother was on the side to protect us, otherwise we would probably be dead right now."

Qinghe also had a solemn look on his face at this moment. He said to everyone: "A few old guys are coming over. I'll go meet them."

"Senior brother, take this Ming Yu Xuan Guang Mirror with you, in case the other three bald donkeys from White Horse Temple follow." Jifeng said, he turned over his hand and took out a palm-sized jade mirror and handed it to Qing He.

"I'll come as soon as I go, you guys take a break for a while." Qinghe said with a smile, he took the Mingyu Xuanguang Mirror, turned around, stepped into the space crack again, and disappeared.

Then Jifeng and the other three Yuanying monks floated down.

Zhang Shiping glanced at Yuji and then withdrew his gaze.

As soon as he landed on the ground, Hai Dafu immediately took out a bead-like elixir and swallowed it, then sat cross-legged. As he refined the power of the elixir, the flesh and blood on his chest continued to grow.

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Jifeng and the other two also sat cross-legged, each adjusted their breathing for a moment, and then stood up and walked back and forth.

It wasn't until Hai Dafu stabilized his injuries that the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Unexpectedly, Mingyu has been hiding under the eyes of Lord Hongyue for so long, or that Hongyue or Xiao Chengwu actually knew about it. If he hadn't been able to resist taking action this time, I'm afraid we would

I didn’t know that he was also one of the mysterious souls, which was really unexpected. Thank you to the three fellow Taoists for helping me this time, otherwise I would

I'm afraid there is no escape this time. The secret technique passed down by Ming Yu should be "Xuan Yin Weak Water Sutra". This technique is the most unpredictable and is very good at hiding. Otherwise, it would not have been able to hide it from fellow Taoist Jifeng.

Soul search." Hai Dafu sighed. If Jifeng had reacted in time this time, he might have been in trouble.

Although Cangming and Yuji did not help much this time, he would not ignore them in his words.

"Perhaps, Hongyue should also know Mingyu's identity, and I don't know what kind of plan he has. But now that he has left, it doesn't matter what kind of attention he had before. With Xiao Chengwu taking over Hongyue Tower, these two

Judging from his behavior over the past century, he probably won’t get involved. It’s just that now, Qinghe and I still don’t know what Xiao Chengwu is.

He doesn't have much time left to live. Will he really give up this opportunity that only comes once in five or six thousand years? Or will he take action at the last moment? It's really strange. But no matter what,

In short, it’s good that Fellow Daoist Hai is safe this time. Mingyu’s identity has been exposed this time, should we spread the news, or should we suppress it first?” Jifeng frowned and looked at everyone.

Cangming, who was standing aside, heard what Jifeng said and immediately said gloomily:

"Of course it's suppressed. We can't be the only ones to suffer the loss, right? I hope that both guys, Jue Yue and Yu Xing, will suffer losses. The monk Jue Yue has actually cultivated the body of the Step-Throwing Ming King, transformed into two heads and six arms, and only has two heads and six arms.

***, the two spiritual treasures of Jiangmo Pestle were able to catch Yu Xing’s Ten Thousand Swords, Life and Burial Sword Formation, it’s really terrifying!”

"Can you tell where the sword and the demon-conquering pestle that Yue is holding come from? These two are the inherited spiritual treasures of Baima Temple, but they are better than the 108 swords left by Wanjian." Jifeng said.

When everyone present heard this, their hearts sank as deep as water as Nascent Soul cultivators such as Yan Yulou and Qing Yu, who were already running out of life.

At present, near Baimang Mountain, even Jifeng and his party almost suffered an accident, let alone others?

They originally thought of fishing in troubled waters at the last moment, but unexpectedly, the monks who transformed themselves into gods had already begun to clear the place. It seemed that the four old monks from White Horse Temple and the old monster Mu from Wanlin Valley had reached an agreement and could not allow this to happen.

A slight accident occurred.

I thought Yu Xing would be the final winner, but now I can’t say for sure!

Several people sighed inwardly. The reason why these venerables did not take action before was probably to attract those Yuanying monks, and then catch them all in one fell swoop, plundering these people's life savings, and preparing to ascend to the spiritual world.

The ones who are in the most relaxed mood now are Zhang Shiping and Du Yu, monks who still have plenty of longevity. They had no intention of going there to join in the fun.

As soon as Jifeng finished speaking, he immediately looked up to the sky and saw two men in dragon-patterned robes, a monk with a beard three inches long, and a slightly fat old man in linen clothes.

There was Qinghe, and five people suddenly appeared in mid-air.

The two men wearing robes were Ao Yu and Ao Ji from the South Sea Dragon Clan, the monk with the striking eyebrows was Ye Yuan from the Black Turtle of the North Sea, and the old man in sackcloth was Qian Mu the Demon Toad.

But it seems that these few people are not at war with Qinghe.

The next moment, this group of monks appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing this, all the monks present stood up and said at the same time: "Greetings to all the venerables!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man in blue robes was leaning on a mahogany crutch, and his laughter reached everyone's ears: "Why don't you call me Xiao?"

But there is no sign of him yet!

"You go down first." Qinghe turned to the eleven Nascent Soul monks of Xuanyuan Sect and said.

"Young Master, Cangming, you guys should go too." Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord said to Hai Dafu and Cangming Demon Lord.

As for Yuji, even though there was no order from the venerable, he followed everyone and left the place quickly.

As soon as the two of them gave their orders, Xiao Chengwu suddenly appeared above Lianggu Peak, and in an instant he was on the cliff, nodding and saying hello to several fellow Taoists present.

Before the group could leave at this moment, when they saw Xiao Chengwu appearing, they had no choice but to say respectfully: "Greetings to Master Xiao."
Chapter completed!